Chapter 275: There are red envelopes

"Eh, he's really photogenic," Yi Ling took a bite of the apple, "It's a pity not to be a star with such a good figure and such a good face."

"By Huanhuan, do you want to send those pictures? You can add some points to your positive image," Yi Ling took out his mobile phone, and there were still many pictures taken at the time.

"No," Yan Huan does not intend to disclose her affairs in Anshi, whether positive or negative. She wants to be famous, she will earn herself, there is no need to uncover the scars of others' hearts, and talk about disasters.

I didn’t see the pictures taken by the helicopter. There were no people, only scenes. Those people had lost their homes and their loved ones. They would have to expose them to the public in the hall, and let the people of the whole country see them again. Is it miserable?

It's a pity for Yi Ling, after all, that's positive news, if it is sent out, it may rise.

It may also be said to be a masterpiece.

Yan Huan reached out and poked Yi Ling's face.

"Come on the ground, don't always think too much."

Well, Yi Ling flattened her mouth, then she wouldn't send it, but she still kept those photos, after all, it was quite precious.

The news of Anshi's debris flow subsided for a long time before gradually disappearing, and this life is still different from the previous life. After all, the few people who escaped were not as hungry as refugees. As for other things, this is not a joy. Go for it, and the government is there.

After a few days, it is also about to celebrate the New Year.

Yan Huan made dumplings for Yiling.

"Don't let Lu Yi come over them?" Yi Ling took a bite of dumplings, and Lu Yi and Lei Qingyi were also eating Yanhuanbao dumplings.

"New Year's Eve," Yan Huan eats dumplings in a bowl himself, knowing that whether it is Lu Yi or Lei Qingyi, they will live in their own homes, especially the Lu family, no matter what it looks like on weekdays, the New Year will be the same Everyone will be together.

This is the case after she married the Lu family, so it is impossible for Lu Yi to come over and eat her dumplings.

"That's it..." Yiling didn't feel much either. It would be best if she didn't come, she ate it herself.

Yan Huan put a small and a half of dumplings in the Zimao bowl.

"Douzi, let's celebrate the New Year together."

Meow……

The kitten ran over and squatted on the ground and ate dumplings. It was not the first time to eat. When Yiling ate dumplings in the past, he would give him half of the dumplings.

A string of fireworks suddenly rose outside.

Yan Huan looked through the window, and those fireworks reached the sky with a bang, when it was gorgeous, it was also the time of annihilation.

The splendor of fireworks is not only its beauty, but also its fleeting.

What is not available is the best

What is lost is also the best.

She lowered her head and ate a bite of dumplings, but it was inevitable that because of these fireworks, she gave birth to some sadness, maybe it was also a touch of life, this is a family reunion day, but she and Yiling are now orphans, She actually forgot what the dumplings made by her mother tasted.

She wraps it, she wraps it in the end, no matter how delicious it is, it doesn't taste like mom.

And her mother has been away from her for more than ten years. No matter whether it was her last life or this life, she has never saved her mother's life.

Perhaps this is her life.

This is also the life of my mother.

There are no mother's dumplings, nor mother's red envelopes for her and Yi Ling.

In the evening, there are still a few sparse firecrackers outside. People in Haishi will keep their years old and will not sleep all night. They want to have a good start in the coming year, but with the passage of time, this kind of communication is very rare. Too.

Only the older generation is still holding on.

Yan Huan took a book and put it on her lap. After reading it, she didn't have much sleepiness. She read a book and passed the time.

Until her phone rang, she took it, and there were a lot of messages sent to her by people who knew her, cool morning, Yan Boxuan, Huang Ming, and the family gold guide, some of them had worked with her. The director and the actors, although they are not often together, but the relationship between several people is good.

And turning to the last one, her fingers shook slightly

Lu Yi's.

And she didn't know how to open it for a long time.

Are you watching or not?

Do you not watch or watch?

In a moment of hesitation, she had clicked on the message.

"I put something in front of your house," only these few words are in the style of Lu Yi. He always speaks without mud and water, and of course does not carry water and mud. It is simple and clear, and I will never say more. In a word, one more word.

She quickly put on her slippers, ran out, and shocked Yiling who was watching the Spring Festival Evening outside.

"Huanhuan, what are you going to do?"

Yi Ling yawned and insisted on watching the Spring Festival Evening, although it was not interesting from year to year, but every year was to watch. Without watching it, I felt that it was not a Chinese New Year, but an ordinary holiday.

"I'm going out," Yan Huan opened the door. As soon as she went out, she found a small carton on the ground. She picked up the carton and shook it, quite lightly.

When she returned, the small carton in her hand was taken away by Yi Ling.

"What did you buy, someone else will deliver the courier at this time?"

Yan Huan took the small carton from her hand again.

Then mysteriously smiled at her, "Secret."

Then she took the box into her room and closed the door, but she didn't know why, but she jumped violently.

Thump, thump...

Very loud sound, very fast rhythm.

She took the small box and it was not signed, but she knew that it was the man who put it. As for when he put it, she didn’t know. Maybe it was before going to Lujia, maybe it was going to Lujia. After that, maybe just now.

She walked to the bed and sat down, this is to open the small box.

And there was a red envelope in the small box.

She picked up the red envelope and opened it. There was not much money in it. It might be about 500 in total. However, this was the only red envelope she had received in recent years.

She was happy to shake the red envelope in her hand. Oh, that's good. She finally has a red envelope. Although she now says that there are virtual red envelopes, her favorite is still in reality.

She doesn't need too much money, and she doesn't want to give up a piece of two. As long as it is a red envelope, as long as it can be held in her hand, she likes it and is rare.

She carefully placed the red envelope in her hand in the drawer. She was in a good mood and she could sleep well tonight.

Of course, after today, her vacation is coming to an end. She still has to film this TV show, please close your eyes. She has been late for several days. She is not well-known, she can’t play big spleen, let alone Let others wait for her.